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#8
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- Mark:
- Tell you what though.
- Lard:
- What?
- Mark:
- That evil mill womaniser Mike Ballcock...
- Lard:
- What of Ballcock Crotchless Underpant World MOT repair
station under the railway arches in Rossaman street?
- Mark:
- No, no, no, you daft get, mill owner, knickeriser,
Mike Ballcock of Crotchless Underpant World.
- Lard:
- Oh aye, what about him?
- Mark:
- He better not show his face around here no more.
- Lard:
- Why's that then?
- Mark:
- Well according to greasy oiled chef head slick, Alfonze, he's
been getting his hands in our respected wives pants...
- Lard:
- Oh aye, I forgot, tell you what he better not show his face round here...
Ding Dong
- Mark:
- Who's this now when I'm trying to play fake sound effects of doorbells?
Squeeky Door
- Mark:
- Blimey look what the cat sicked up?
- Lard:
- What, a pool of Whiskers vomit?
- Mark:
- Yes but there's a person there as well, it's evil
factory, knicker, boss, crotch, woman world Mike Ballcock.
- Mike:
- Alright lads, any skirt on offer?
- Lard:
- You've got a nerve coming round here no more!
- Mike:
- Why's that then?
- Lard:
- Can't remember.
- Mark:
- Jesus, according to head, fonz, grease, good looking, offspring chef
you've been getting your hands down our digestive wives pants.
- Mike:
- No as if I would, what I actually said was I've been getting my vans
to deliver your respected wives plants!!!
- Lard:
- Very kind of you, how much is that then?
- Mike:
- Twenty quid should cover it, tell you what though.
- Mark & Lard:
- What?
- Mike:
- You know that navid drunkard in a wheelchair...
- Mark:
- What fat Dennis?
- Mike:
- No, fat Ronnie MacDonney
- Lard:
- Oh aye, the one in a wheelchair
- Mark:
- Ginger hair, thick glasses
- Mike:
- That's the bunny, well he's been tweaking your respectable
wives knockers!!!
- Mark & Lard:
- Gasp!!!
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